Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 313 33. Upgrade "Gold Finger", build a snowman (second more-4162 words)

Xia Ji Yufeng left Wan Jianzong.

Xiao Su needs cultivation, but he didn't bring it.

Mengmeng seemed to get along well with the people of Wan Jianzong, but didn't follow.

Besides, this matter is Xia Ji's business, it is really not good to take others.

There is no Jiazi in the mountains, and I don't know how many years I live. A monk practiced for fifty-five years, but the world has gone through life and death.

He first searched for the King’s Mansion in the town, where the family said that the old lady was not there.

Then, he found the Hua family again, and felt a little bit to understand that Hua Xiaochan was in it.

So, he stood in front of the gate of the Hua family and asked Ding Bang, the guardian at the gate, to say "See Hua Xiaochan".

Jia Ding was not domineering, but he refused to report, so Xia Ji took a piece of jade pendant for him and asked him to transfer it to Hua Xiaochan.

Jia Ding saw that he was extraordinary, so he ran into the mansion and passed the report on his behalf.

Not long after, that Ding ran out in a hurry and respectfully invited Xia Ji in.

Xia Ji only looked at him like this, knowing that Hua Xiaochan didn't say who he was.

Actually, she should say.

Having said that, it is not only to build momentum for the Hua family, but also to make the position of the Hua family further, and once again obtain the mighty emperor's grace of the new emperor of Qi.

But she didn't say, because she didn't want to involve herself in these mundane dust again.

After Xia Ji walked into Hua's house, she was directly led by the maid to the residential area on the side.

Along the way, people who passed by looked at him curiously, and they all wondered what the relationship between this man and the old lady was.

Soon

He has reached a chic courtyard full of elegance and interest.

At this time, it was spring, birds tweeted, and red flowers and green trees were reflected in the water.

The flowing water is like a silver belt, tied around an ancient pavilion.

Xia Ji recognized the old silver-haired woman sitting in the small pavilion at a glance.

That is Hua Xiaochan.

And Hua Xiaochan was surrounded by two pretty ladies who were talking to her and chatting for a while. Hua Xiaochan laughed. Although she has a lot of white hair, there are smile lines between her eyebrows and her eyes. Also very good.

In the courtyard, four or five children are playing,

There is also a pair of bi-human young girls who are practicing swordsmanship.

The blade shone brightly, and the dust was moving, obviously this young girl was not a general among the martial artists.

Hua Xiaochan suddenly felt something, and she raised her head.

The gaze passes through the space and falls in front of the arch at the entrance of the courtyard.

When she saw Xia Ji who was still a gentle boy, her eyes suddenly turned red.

The two ladies who were speaking with her also raised their heads curiously.

I saw a young man standing in front of the courtyard at some unknown time.

The two noble ladies have read too many people, but they don’t know how to describe this boy

And Xia Ji looked at the silver-haired old woman with a smile, and shouted from a distance: "Mother."

After the word blurted, the whole courtyard became quiet.

Xia Ji walked into the courtyard step by step and sat beside Hua Xiaochan.

Hua Xiaochan pressed her face into his arms, tears running, and she couldn't help the emotion that suddenly rose in her heart.

She did not want Xia Ji to expose her identity, but did Xia Ji care?

He doesn't care.

This is his mother.

Although he has no blood relationship, he is the person who taught him to nurture him in this life. So, what about blood relationship?

If you see your mother and don't call her mother, this is really a waste of man.

The two noble ladies were completely stunned, and this "mother" had already let them know who came.

In the mortal world, in their respective fields, they may all have status and status, but in front of this person, they are nothing, so for a time there is a blank brain, I don't know what to say.

The children playing in the distance don't know what it is, but the pair of young girls practicing the sword also froze, with excitement and dullness in their eyes, and they look in the direction of the pavilion.

Hua Xiaochan cried for a while in Xia Ji's arms before raising her head.

Xia Ji stretched out her hand to wipe away tears for her.

With joy in Hua Xiaochan's eyes, he put his hands on the cheeks of the young man in front of him, and he looked at it carefully for a long time, then stabilized the choking sound, and squeezed out a smile: "Xiaoyu, don't go today, mother will make you a good meal. "

Xia Ji said: "Mother, I won't go, I have been with you since today, not going anywhere."

Hua Xiaochan pretended to be annoyed and said: "You go and do your business, I am not having a bad life here."

Xia Ji smiled and said, "This stage of things is over and it just happened to be free."

"really?"

"Really."

Hua Xiaochan was really happy in her heart, she took Xia Ji's hand, pointed to the two ladies next to her and introduced it.

"Mother's seniority in the Hua family is not low. This is your brother-in-law's daughter-in-law, named Pei Shuzhen, who is considered your younger brother and sister by seniority."

The lady on the left who was good at dressing up hurriedly got up and bowed to the young man Yingying. She was also shrewd and did not call the king of the town, but directly said: "Shuzhen has seen her cousin."

Hua Xiaochan pointed to another rather dignified and gentle woman and said, "This is the granddaughter of your uncle's family, named Huajie, who is your niece by seniority."

Huajie also got up in a hurry: "I have seen uncle."

Hua Xiaochan raised his head and glanced at the young girl in the courtyard looking eagerly at this place, then smiled and waved.

The two rushed over and looked at the young man in the pavilion who seemed to be about their age awkwardly and curiously.

Hua Xiaochan said: "This girl is called Hua Ruyi, and she is also your niece. This boy is called Xie Yiying, and she is the lover of your niece. She has a big name in the rivers and lakes, and she is called Lord Liehuo."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lord Burning Blade hurriedly said, "Don't say that, old lady, shame me."

After finishing speaking, Lord Blazing Blade respectfully said to Xia Ji: "I have seen Mr."

Hua Ruyi looked at Xia Ji curiously, only to feel that this young man was a god-like character, and when he thought that such a character was his uncle, his heart was a little weird and a little happy, so he shouted sweetly. He said "Uncle".

Because Xia Ji had the idea of ​​living here and staying with his mother for the rest of his life, he was not separated from these people. He returned the gifts one by one, and then casually pointed out the swordsmanship of the burning sword and the Huaruyi.

Soon

The Hua family knows this one is here.

Qi Guo also knew that this one was coming.

Every day, the Hua family is very crowded, and many people change things to give to the old lady, like a New Year's day.

Xia Ji's days are still normal, just reading books.

But he found that after he reached the peak of the thirteen realm, his good karma continued to increase, as if the incense burned to the Confucius Temple all over the world belonged to him.

Maybe it was incense, maybe it was other factors, he actually felt that a trace of his Taoism turned into two strands.

This is not something out of nothing, but it seems that the Taoist aggregate is originally formed by the two ways into one.

Why is this?

Why are there two?

And it's still two ways in one?

Naturally, Xia Ji still couldn't understand.

But this does not prevent him from absorbing this Taoist aggregate at a deeper level.

How to absorb?

In his heart, in his mind, God has that vast yin and yang grinding wheel, which is almost integrated with him, and he uses it all the time to analyze all laws in the world and reorganize all phenomena.

So, he began to use this yin and yang grinding wheel to slowly absorb the two silk Taoist aggregates, each carrying a thread of yin and yang.

If it weren't for the two strands of Dao Yun that had been thoroughly refined by the fire of the source of the Tribulation, it would be impossible to belong to Xia Ji at all. If it were not for the vast and pure incense, this Dao Yun would not separate.

But even so, the absorption process is never short.

Xia Ji absorbed it with all his strength, while staying simple, accompanied his mother around around, and if he came to ask him for Taoism or study, as long as he was of good character, he would usually give pointers or write exercises casually. , Donated exercises.

He has lived in the Hua's house for a long time. He pointed out how many people he gave, and he didn't know how many exercises he gave. These exercises are extremely precious, and they are destined to create an unprecedented prosperity.

Ten years later.

He digested the two strands of Taoism, and the yin and yang grinding wheel became stronger, so strong that he didn't know how strong it was.

In addition, his talent on ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Get Skill Orbs has been "upgraded".

In short, it is a sentence: no longer stick to books, but can be everything.

You can see the mountains.

Look at the water.

Watch the wind.

Look at the clouds.

Look at the sky full of stars.

Look at the dust on the ground.

In order to obtain "skills".

Anyone who observes something must gain something, and Xia Ji has compared it. Compared with the original time, the "skill beads" now obtained are all "light red skill beads". The number of layers is still nine, which can give birth to the magic phase. level.

In the eleventh year, Hua Xiaochan passed away peacefully. She lived to be one hundred and four years old, and her 100th birthday was unprecedentedly lively, so the funeral was not sad.

Her spiritual position has entered the ancestral hall of the Hua family.

Xia Ji was in the ancestral hall and kept his filial piety for three years before leaving.

He Yufeng returned to Wan Jianzong, Mo Zun and Du Bai were in retreat, so he left two letters and left with Xiao Su and Mengmeng.

Before leaving, Bai Su took a three-page urn and gave it to Xia Ji, which was prepared for him, Xiaosu and Mengmeng.

Xia Ji just thanked him, but didn't take it.

At the beginning, Bai Su might have strange feelings for the teenager whom this mentor had brought together, but time had already faded everything. At this time, she said goodbye to her self-confidence, and she never showed much emotional fluctuation.

On the contrary, it might be because she has been with Dai Meng for a long time, and Bai Su took Mengmeng's hand and kept saying "My daughter's house".

The farewell time has finally arrived.

Know off cliff, Yu Xue Feifei.

On the long pavilion, the lord of Wan Jianzong Chunshan-jun, Bai Su and many other disciples stood in the pavilion to see them off.

After the three of them left, among the disciples of Wanjianzong's sect, many top powerhouses of the fourteenth realm opened their lips, showing a weird arc, and they looked very incomparable in this pale, snowy mountain. .

But these smiles only disappeared in a flash, and even if someone saw it, they would suspect that they just saw an illusion.

Xiao Su has been tortured by memory for decades. Although he is properly adjusted, he has a sick face and is a bit slow to walk and talk. On the contrary, Dai Meng is generous and generous, and his behavior is very generous.

Xiaosu Xia Ji wrapped in a warm cloak, and under the umbrella to protect her as she walked down the mountain, Mengmeng walked beside her with a black umbrella.

Mountain steps covered with snow,

Thousands of miles away,

Into the eye are the winds of "white dragons" in the sea of ​​clouds.

There were many spring scenes in Xia Ji's mind. How many things Yang Liu Yiyi had experienced in those years, it was these hundred years, and still remembered sixty-nine years ago, when he saw off Hua Xiaochan outside the west gate of the Daqi King’s capital. In a blink of an eye, it's all right and wrong.

One year spent similar, each year is different.

It is best for a cultivator to be ruthless, so as not to be heartbroken.

Xia Ji is not ruthless. Hearing Xiao Su's cough, he hurriedly reached out to cover her shoulders and slightly caged her in his arms. When he saw that the cold was hard to stop, he put away the umbrella.

At one thought, with him as the center, the ripples suddenly spread and spread to all directions, presenting a big gas mask.

The hood is warm like spring.

He raised his hand again, summoning the wind, and carrying the three of them to the south.

The north is still cold, and the south is icy and snowy at this time.

It stands to reason that, at this time, flying through the sky so unscrupulously, it is very likely that he was attacked by the dark tide robbers.

But because of Mengmeng, these robbers were gone.

The three of them flew across the sky as if they were flying in a peaceful era.

"Teacher, where are we going?"

"Looking for a ship, crossing the Tianmen Sea."

"I have learned a lot over the years, there are horrible nightmares and robbers at sea"

"You can get by. Xiaowu came from there. Since he can come, he can pass. If he can't get by, I will protect her."

Dai Meng suddenly said: "Teacher"

Xia Ji glanced at her, and the two of them met.

Suddenly, Xia Ji already understood something, so he smiled and said, "Mengmeng, you have grown up, and here are your roots. There is no need to go far with the teacher. Stay here."

"teacher"

"Speaking of it, the teacher didn't teach you anything."

"Yes." Dai Meng retorted, "The teacher taught me to build a snowman, taught me not to see evil to evil, and taught me not to become a monster. I will always remember these."

Xia Ji asked: "Really remember?"

Dai Meng nodded deeply.

"That's good."

Xia Ji pressed his finger, and the three of them landed on a half-tian mountain at the junction of Yunzhou's north and south.

The mountain is more than 100,000 miles across, and the three of them are very small.

Xia Ji rubbed Dai Meng's hair.

Mengmeng said: "Teacher~~ I'm grown up, not a kid anymore."

Xia Ji smiled and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to mix it up later."

Dai Meng fell silent and suddenly said: "The teacher won't ask me why I want to stay?"

Yes.

Xia Ji said something, but the two of them knew very well that there was almost no affection between Dai Meng and the Dai family. She couldn't stay because of the Dai family and the land.

The air was silent for a while, and Xiao Su sat on the cliff wrapped in a fluffy cloak, staring blankly at the spectacular north-south barrier, which seemed to be a bit "alzheimer".

Between the master and the apprentice, the atmosphere became a little weird.

a long time

Xia Jidao: "Everyone needs to grow up when they are young. Since you have something left for the teacher in your heart, just remember that you will eventually bear good fruits."

Dai Meng's pupils were like gray crystals, shining brightly, flowing past the teenager in front of her, she suddenly said seriously and seriously: "Thank you."

The master and apprentice looked at each other for a long while, and Xia Ji suddenly laughed.

He smiled softly.

Turning around, beckoning backwards, shouting: "Before you leave, I need to check your homework as a teacher."

Dai Mengqi said: "What homework?"

Xia Ji said, "How about making a snowman?"

Dai Meng's eyes lit up, and the corners of her lips curled up with joy. She ran over and shouted, "Okay, okay!"

(End of this chapter)